Chapter 20- "Another surprise"

Oliver's POV

I can't believe I'm doing this, but I'm driving to the hospital to watch Miley give birth to a baby. It's a month early, and I could tell by her voice that she's incredibly scared. I wonder if Logan could tell that. I wonder if he lies awake at night praying for Miley and the baby to be okay. I wonder if he knows what it's like to get your heart-broken. And most importantly, I wonder what he'll think when he realizes that Miley and Lilly lied to him and everyone else and made him do all these crazy things for Miley and her baby and led him on into her world, making him reconsider all he was working for in college and life when he's not even the father. I am. I know I am. I've known all along. I was pretty conscious through it all, that night. Sure, I was just as drunk as Miley, but I knew what was going on. I knew who I was sleeping with, and I know who I woke up next to when the light poured into the room the next morning.

What I didn't know, looking over to my right as the light shined on her hair and face, illuminating her presence, was how Miley would take it- knowing that she slept with her best friend. We had never confronted each other spilling our feelings out, but I've known since even before that night that I love her. And I know that Logan doesn't love her. Loving her is what made sleeping with her so easy for me, and when she chose me out of all of the guys at that party, I was on cloud nine.

But, waking up in the morning, I realized just how insane what we had done was, so I did what I had to do. I kissed her one last time, collected my clothes, and ran. I was a coward. I always have been. I was afraid of rejection that morning and I was afraid of rejection once again when she announced her pregnancy. I always hoped that she knew from the beginning who the father was, but I honestly don't think she did until she took that paternity test. I knew she had to figure out the truth eventually. That's why I left a few pieces of hair out for her and smiled when I saw they were gone. I expected her to come back from that appointment and tell us all that Logan wasn't the father- I was. But she didn't.

She led everyone on and let them all believe that he was going to have the baby with her. Not me. I was shocked. I was crushed. And most importantly, I was hurt. Heart-broken, even. For her to stand there and tell everyone that Logan was the father showed me that she doesn't love me back. She never will. She doesn't want me the way I want her, and this knowledge killed me. I knew she knew. And I knew she realized that I had a clue after the way I've been avoiding her, but still caring for my baby. But, I just can't take it.

I can't take that she's not only depriving me of a chance at being with her, but she's not letting me be a father to my own baby when I want nothing more than to be just that. Logan doesn't even want the baby. He just likes that he had sex with her, when he didn't even do it. I see him- all smug and thrilled that he has the girl, but once that baby is born, he's not going to be as grateful as me and he won't truly want to parent him or her. I'm the only one who can.

The baby will have my eyes or hair or nose or smile. Not Logan's. I bet Logan isn't even concerned about what happened to Miley tonight. I bet he'd be happy if the baby died so that he doesn't need to concern himself with another life and he can just comfort Miley and get in her pants for real, this time. I, on the other hand, am deeply hurt by Miley but still hope that she's okay, and of course I'm praying that our baby will live.

I pull up to the hospital, furious at the world for giving me so much crap to deal with in my short time so far on Earth. I slam the door to my car shut and storm inside the hospital, not surprised in the least to see that Logan isn't even here yet. The lady at the desk tells me to sit. Can you believe it? There's a chance of my baby dying and she expects me to be calm and sit! I tell her that. And she reconsiders and lets me in.

I walk down the white hallway where sick or hurt people are being rushed around me on stretchers and monitors are beeping vigorously. I walk up to the room and I'm told to enter by the doctor. I see Miley sitting on the bed with Lilly and Jackson at her sides. No Logan in sight, of course. I wave to her and she tries to smile back at me, but she is in much too much pain. I take off my jacket and throw it on a chair, replacing Jackson at her left hand. He walks away, shaking his hand out. Miley must be having contractions and taking it out on Lilly and Jackson. I read about those in this book: So your girlfriend is having a baby. I almost didn't get it, because Miley isn't my girlfriend, but I figured that Logan wouldn't be much help, so she'd need someone who understood to the best of their ability, being a boy.

I took a towel and wiped off her forehead's sweat, smiling at her in her labor. Lilly quickly filled me in on everything the doctor told them about getting an emergency c-section delivery, and surprisingly I understood most of it, thanks to the book.

"I want you to be in there with me, Oliver." Miley commented after squeezing the life out of my hand during her next contraction.

"Me? Why?" I faked naivety, which wasn't difficult.

"Because. You deserve to be. After all you've done for me with your concern for the baby and everything. It's only fair." She stated and looked like she actually wanted to tell me the truth but knew she was in too deep.

I couldn't take it anymore! If she wants me in there, if she thinks I deserve to be in there, she better tell me the real reason why. I do deserve to be in there. But not because I've been there for her, but because I'm the father! How dare she not tell me!

I looked at her sorrowful eyes and realized something very important. I've been keeping my knowledge from her. And in doing that, I'm just as guilty as she is.

It's time to come clean.

"Miley." I said, almost whispered. She looked up at me with hopeful eyes, almost as if she wanted me to tell her that I know so that she didn't have to feel bad that she didn't tell me. "I know. I know the truth. I know the real reason you want me in there."

"What are you talking about, Oliver? I want you in there because you've done so much for the baby and you take such a care already that I can't imagine anyone else deserving to be there any more."

"Maybe that's part of it, Miley, but the real reason you want me in there is because I'm the father."

She stared at me in shock until another contraction hit and she screamed while two people behind me yelled, "WHAT?"

AN: Short again, but I love leaving it on a slight cliffhanger. And hey- that's two updates in a row. Im Sooo close to 200 reviews thanks to you guys! I hope to hit it this time, but if not, there's always the next chapter, it'd just be special for chapter twenty. That's your hint to review ;) And, here's my suggestion this time: tell me your guesses for the next chapter. XD